All In The April Morning,
April Airs Were Abroad;
The Sheep With Their Little Lambs
Passed Me By On The Road.
The Sheep With Their Little Lambs
Passed Me By On The Road;
All In An April Evening
I Thought On The Lamb Of God.
The Lambs Were Weary, And Crying
With A Weak Human Cry;
I Thought On The Lamb Of God
Going Meekly To Die.
Up In The Blue, Blue Mountains
Dewy Pastures Are Sweet:
Rest For The Little Bodies,
Rest For The Little Feet.
Rest For The Lamb Of God
Up On The Hill-Top Green;
Only A Cross Of Shame
Two Stark Crosses Between.
All In The April Evening,
April Airs Were Abroad;
I Saw The Sheep With Their Lambs,
And Thought On The Lamb Of God.
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